When my Dad died someone signed the funeral guest book as "an unknown friend." That drove my Mom nuts trying to figure out who it could have been.
The day is still young, no guarantees
So gunfire doesn't count? Asking for a friend.
Lucky Duck, I had to cut wood for the stove, bury dead cows with a shovel & pick & feed/water stock, garden, repair fence.
That restaurant has always been known for its funny signs!
Now that's cruel!
So what did he have for supper?
Having fun on that "all veggie diet" areya bud?So what did he have for supper?
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